Mysterious president, get away from me!

Mu Nianchen's well-defined fingers suddenly clenched, the color of pain and heartache at the bottom of his eyes intertwined, and said in a dumb voice, "Xichen, I'm sorry, I have trouble, I can explain."

"No, I don't want to hear you explain!"

Xichen yelled at him excitedly. Then, he turned his eyes to Mo Ling, who was full of tears. He was so sad that he cried and cried, "and you, why do you want to abandon me? Why didn't you tell me the truth for so long? I hate you, I hate you

Mo Ling's heartache was unbearable, and her tears were more fierce. "Xichen, listen to me, we didn't mean to..."

"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it, I hate you!"

Xichen, shaking his head and yelling angrily, retreated quickly, then turned abruptly and ran out quickly.

"Xichen!"

Mu Nianchen stood up and ran after him quickly.

Mo Ling was shocked and chased out.

The rapid footsteps broke the silence of the villa. Xichen ran all the way out of the villa, slamming the door, waking up the two dogs in the doghouse, and the barking of the dogs immediately rang through the courtyard.

"Xichen!"

The short little man ran wildly in the night, followed by mu Nianchen and Mo Ling, anxiously calling his name.

"Don't follow me!"

Xichen stopped suddenly. His small body stood like a sculpture in the yellow light. His face was full of tears. His thin shoulders stirred slightly and said with a cry, "go away, I don't want to see you!"

Mu Nianchen and Mo Ling were frozen in the same place, looking at the weeping little guy painfully. Mo Ling covered his mouth and wept silently. Mu Nianchen looked at him deeply and said in a hoarse voice, "Xichen, it's dark now, it's not safe outside. If there's anything, we'll talk about it at home."

Xichen's feet were motionless, her teeth were biting her lips, and her tears were silent.

Mu Nianchen stretched out his right hand and said gently, "be obedient, come home with us."

"Xichen..." Mo lingfu opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, trembling, with a cry, "baby, daddy and mommy love you very much, we really have difficulties... If there's anything, we'll talk about it when we go home. You can lose your temper and hate us as much as you want. Come home with us, OK?"

Xichen held his two little hands tightly and refused to touch the big palm that stretched out in front of him, although the big palm had led him through many roads and protected him from harm

However, it's really hard for him to accept that the second uncle he called for so long turned out to be his own father, aunt Mo he liked so much and his own mother. How could they unite to cheat him for so long?

His tears pattered straight away. He said coldly, "don't go home. I don't want to go home now. I need to be quiet. Don't disturb me!"

Then, without looking at them, he turned around and ran to the lake not far ahead in the dim light.

"Xichen!" Mo Ling was so surprised that she didn't want to, so she chased him.

Mu Nianchen grabbed her arm, "wife, let him be quiet."

Mo Ling jumped, "no, there's a lake in front of him. In case he can't open it..." Xi Chen is still so young. In case he's so excited, what should he do?

"No way." Mu Nianchen held her hand tightly, his dark eyes were shining with determination, his thin lips were slightly lifted, and he said in a positive tone, "although he is very sad and sad now, he still has reason and won't do stupid things."

On the one hand, Mo Ling believes mu Nianchen's words, but on the other hand, she is also worried about Xi Chen's safety. Even if he won't do anything stupid, the lake is so dark. What if he falls down accidentally?

She said eagerly, "husband, the lake is so dark. I'm worried that he might have an accident. Let's go up and have a look."

"He doesn't want to see us now. If we rashly follow, it will stimulate him." Mu Nianchen thought a little and said, "well, I'll go back to my villa and get the telescope. You can follow me quietly. Don't get too close to him, so as not to stimulate him."

"Good!" Mo Ling nodded. After mu Nianchen turned back to the villa to get the telescope, she went quietly to the lake.

Worried about being found by Xichen, she walked very lightly under the tree to hide her tracks. A few minutes later, she had already walked to a place not far from the lake, and vaguely saw a small body sitting by the lake. She did not dare to get close, so she hid behind the tree and watched his every move secretly.

The night was dim and the light was not good. She could not see clearly. She was worried in the dark. Suddenly, a slight rustle came from her side.

She turned to see, mu Nianchen just squatted to her side, gave her a pair of binoculars, and said in a low voice, "we are here to guard, if anything happens, we can rush up."

Maureen nodded, took the telescope frame to her eyes, through the lens, she saw Xichen sitting alone by the lake, her thin shoulders gently stirred, I think, he must be crying now.

In a flash, her heart filled with love, very uncomfortable, want to hold his heart baby in his arms, good coax him, make him happy.

Mu Nianchen held Mo Ling in one hand and his glasses in the other. He also saw the scene of the child crying secretly. His heart was sour and swollen. In the final analysis, all these tragedies were caused by him. If only I could take the place of the child to bear the pain.

They hid behind the tree and watched quietly for a long time. In the late autumn night, even Maureen felt colder and colder, not to mention Xiao Xichen sitting by the lake in his pajamas.

Mo Ling secretly worried, low voice, said, "husband, such a cold day, sitting by the lake for a long time, will catch a cold, I want to go and have a look."

Mu Nianchen looked at the small figure in front of him through the lens. His back was stiff and he should have stopped crying. After thinking about it, he whispered, "go, after so long, his mood should have calmed down."

"Good."

Mo Ling gives mu Nianchen the glasses in his hand, and then stands up tremblingly, squatting too long, his legs numb.

Mu Nianchen quickly took her arm and whispered with concern, "are you ok?"

"It's OK. I'll just stand for a while."

Mo Ling stood in the same place and moved her legs. When the numbness and sour feeling faded, she moved her legs quietly and walked towards the little guy sitting by the lake.

The dim yellow light through the dense leaves, sprinkled a trace, fell on Xichen's body, his rigid back motionless, unspeakable loneliness.

Mo Ling can't help but come up with a picture of a three-year-old child squatting under a tree alone, burying his wish box under the tree. His wish is "I want a mommy"

Mu Nianchen told her about it a long time ago. She didn't see it with her own eyes, but every time she thought about it, she would come up with a specific picture in her mind.

Her son, without the company of his parents, how lonely he was when he was a child. How envious he was to see other children playing with his parents.

Mo Ling bit her lips and endured the bitterness of her heart. Step by step, she came to his back. Then, she squatted down slowly, took off her sweater and put it on him gently.

When the warm sweater covered Xichen's back, his body suddenly trembled, and his tiny head was lifted stiffly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

"Baby, it's cold here. Come home with me and have a rest, OK?" Maureen stretched out her fingers and wanted to touch his hair. However, she stopped again when she was less than two centimeters away from his hair.